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letra de the work (part ii) - 2 mello

[chorus]
save the work for another day
then you ain’t never gonna hear them say wow
can either back it up or give it up now
i’ve already beat you
you gotta work if you wanna play
if you don’t like it then you’re on your way out
don’t come in with me, choose another route
i’ve already beat you

[verse 1]
i sacrifice the sunshine
my works stop time and start time is undefined
i learned to fold the samples up to the paper lines
and have no role models for what i’m making mine
heavy designs on a light budget, there’s been more years where people didn’t love it
my growth stunted by parents hopes that i’d amount to something
as i was gunning, much harder than any teen
with the dream of being signed to a label so they could see
that’s so me that it hurts
always wanted to be what people understood
when they ask me what i do my answer’s almost never good
i stumble over preconceptions, guy like me says i’m a rapper, there’s gonna be many more questions
and do i have to play an instrument to be music worthy
i haven’t mastered one but i can write for thirty
even in my circles they spin me and look at me dirty
i’m almost thirty but i speak like a child, make beats like a child, it’s wild

[chorus]
save the work for another day
then you ain’t never gonna hear them say wow
can either back it up or give it up now
i’ve already beat you

[refrain]
if you ever ask me what
i use to make beats, i’ma
shake you roll you set you right
you can start the work tonight
my tools ain’t me they’re what i have
and i’m not looking to collab
until i see you in the lab
next time i meet you come with that

[verse 2]
i bleed for this
had a lot of people in my life leave for this
i live alone for this, i’m always home for this
wish that i could have a clone for this
all my dogs know i’m boned for this
some of y’all probably have to get stoned for this
i don’t and if you don’t you ain’t alone in this
my own home cooking, every line is a chef kiss
not a club in the world has a shorter guest list
my playground, my prison, my place of employment
performing sound bombings through laptop deployment
i never had a friend ’til the age of eighteen
these days everybody want to be on my team
i’m glad i have a car to drive around and just scream
in the woods by myself yeah i’m living a real dream
the silence scares me so i fill it with beats
and wear noise proof headphones in my infrequent sleep
if you starting to produce, please do it better than me
i’ll tell you which frequencies i delete and i keep
i’ll tell you who to learn from and burn from your life
i’ll tell you in art, nothing is wrong or right
i’ll tell you that the shortcuts are thieves of your time
just believe me, i need you, i’ll leave you what’s mine

[interlude]
you trying to get into this creative sh-t half-heartedly
without doing the work
i don’t know what to say to ya
actually, i do know what to say, keep dreaming

- 2 mello

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